The ancient city, trapped beneath the sand, glowed with gloom. This place where people used to live was abandoned.

“A car that goes back to gasoline. This is almost like a ruin. ”

The captain examined the dusty car's body and said.

The broken Vesta is making repairs, and the survivors of the fallen dragons are climbing up the wall to join in turn.

Slovinzian is dead. Clean the slate without any reasonable resistance.

I didn't understand it at all.

The whole point of all this was to show you the dragon's birth process?

What do you want to see when you follow yourself to this far-off cosmos?

What the hell is he after? ’

However, the captain could not conclude because he did not know what the Necronomicon or Senior was referring to.

Just a body lying on the floor.

You can't hide your frustration as you look down at the corpse of one horribly contaminated alien.

We showed him the birth of the dragon. They're actually soulless, and they're only made by extracting and injecting human souls.]

“From baby dragons to adult dragons are all made that way. And he showed me inside the silver whirl. There's a production facility like that. ”

[Is it real or fake? · · ·]

“I don't want to believe in aliens. Maybe it's a means to fight dragons with deceptive lies. ”

[But we were fighting a part of Florajue earlier. There's no way the Pantheon doesn't know that.]

The captain nods.

“Perhaps there was a time when dragons and we could only defeat them together in the last moments. Their goal may be to divide us and keep us from joining forces. ”

We'll know when we know what happened to Arden. The Monarch of the Manchurian Temple who had chased us here couldn't have known. The captain sighed for a long time.

"Aliens eat flesh, dragons eat souls." How did humanity fall into such misery? "

The captain grabs the sand and crushes it with his bare hands. The gentle whistling blows away the sand.

"From now on, it's a total power struggle. Tyrant."

The captain stands on the sand and looks down at Vesta.

In the middle of a huge desert, Vesta's existence, like a black monument, was awkward in an apparent ancient city.

There was a significant warp in the interior frame as a nuclear explosion underneath the ship, and there was also significant damage due to excessive use of gravity control equipment with neutrons. But the battleship of humanity was still magnificent, and it was now a castle shaped by a desire to reclaim its lost glory.

“Just a little more! This way!”

In the middle of the ruined city far away, Luna wears a tunic and wields her arms to deal with the ice spirit monarch.

Luna had summoned a giant ice spirit to secure Vesta's main body, and Vesta had all the power necessary to summon the spirit since the nuclear power had not been compromised yet.

The giant Spirit Giant fits the main body into his own body, and when the nanogram covers it, the wizards use a spell to freeze the spirit to urgently repair Vesta with an ice spirit.

“It's like a flying freezer. ”

[It's the fastest way. It's cheaper than making it based on an asteroid.]

“The dragons will take care of the kraken and be here soon. As far as our conversation goes, he's not going to give up control of this facility. ”

[I must show you the bitterness.]

“I'd like to take full control of the Valley Whirlpool and take a look inside the facility, if possible. ”

[Once you gain control of this facility, you will be able to do as much as possible.]

The captain nods.

“By the way, what is the purpose of this city? Do you have anything specifically scanned? ”

[We've found a lot of machines running around the city, if they're still powering. Look, Captain.]

The captain takes a breath seeing that they are ‘machines’.

The androids, who looked like humans, were trembling with squeaking joints and immovable bodies.

Some machines looked like serving machines, and some looked like farming machines.

“Are these all human puppets? ”

The captain couldn't help but be appalled.

[Not similar. They were mistaken for people.]

"You recognized yourself as a person, not an AGI?"

[Yes, I will return the video.]

Tyrant told me that Serra, who couldn't handle the loneliness, was trying to reconstruct this star into the shape of a planet where people live and put human-like robots inside it to mimic their lives.

[I've activated some of them...]

“ · · · · · ·. ”

The captain couldn't help but notice.

Human impersonation of AI. This was never allowed until the Human Efficiency Council existed.

The captain looks at the AI in the video.

Some AI continued to look around with a puzzled look after it worked again.

He was a young boy who saw a giant Vesta floating in the middle of the city, a giant spirit and dragons, and pinched his cheeks.

“Hey · · Hey, what are you doing in our village? When are you gonna fill up again with sand? What the hell happened overnight? ”

It was on the screen that the boy was busy moving with questions like that.

The boy spoke and begged, but none of the brave men standing around or the AGI responded to him. Rather, they were terrified of how to deal with this existence.

Especially since AGIs have a powerful funding against perceiving themselves as human beings.

I even stepped back, not coping with the physiological aversion I felt for the boy who had escaped the ban.

In fact, even the dragons who were not AGI were difficult to approach, and the boy was not normal after being stuck in the sand for almost 100,000 years.

I could barely hear what was said, one eye did not leave, and my legs were cut off, so I could hardly move.

He thought he was speaking, but in the end it was just high-frequency sound mumbling.

Rather, it had become a silicon reservoir in the universe and was preserved in the sand without weathering.

The boy looks down at his body and screams horribly.

Only then did he discover that his body was severely damaged.

The boy was frightened when he saw the missing right leg as the hole opened and the spark protruded from his gut and cut off.

“Ahhhh! My body! There's no bridge! Hey, what the hell is going on? ”

[I'm shutting you down. It's hard to see.]

Soon Tyrant stepped up and shut down the boy.

The boy shudders like a strapped doll, stopping and returning to a quiet death.

Tyrant said in a familiar voice.

[That boy thinks he's human. But as you can see, it's not human. A 1285-year-old quantum brain. I don't know if the Earth Coalition allowed AI to replicate human form, or Serra made it independent, but it's the AI that's mistaken for human form.]

The captain sits still on his forehead.

The governing class of the Earth's Union, the Human Effectiveness Board, never allowed AI to perceive itself as a person.

The fact that the quantum brain of the cosmic 1285 could break such taboos head-on meant that the Earth was either a very big devil or completely changed its way of thinking.

But then why did Serra taste Captain's blood and say it tasted like a black box from the HED?

“At some point, the HED must have been completely destroyed. If it had been decommissioned naturally, Serra would have been replaced. ”

The captain sighs.

“Waking up in 98,000 years and not knowing for the first time that you're an Android. That would be terrible.”

The captain takes a moment to look up at the sky where the artificial sun shines. The deadly radioactive fog was drifting through the atmosphere, and Serra was completely silent.

“A 1285-year-old artificial brain. At that point, humanity is already.....”

[Yes, sir. If all of these machines were used at the point where Serra was causing the collapse of AI, then the human race would be gone in just a thousand years.]

“Just a thousand years · · · ·. Did our civilization just disappear in a thousand years? ”

The captain felt a slight tingling sensation.

My shoulders fluttered, but no tears came out.

A beautiful star, Earth.

And I've spent my life guarding that star.

I have dedicated my life to the protection of mankind as a proud husband and father.

Even if I lost my second child, I encouraged the enlistment of the first child, drove a military ship around the universe, killing aliens. I encouraged young men and fought for humanity on the front lines.

Each family has as many stories as the stars.

Lovers and family. And every beautiful story they shared came to an end.

At that moment, the captain recalled an oath he had made in front of Magna Carta in the Pacific Society of Human Efficiency.

"I promise to protect humanity until the end of my life. '

Now, 100,000 years from that vow, the captain chewed solitude and saw the river of sand resembling him in a fiercely remote universe. I felt like I was wandering around on the ground where there was no wind.

“Why? Why did it all end in just a thousand years? We've all been defeated and extinct. Those aliens are finally...”

Tyrant, who checked the captain's psychograph, struggled to speak warmly.

[Don't be too upset, Captain. You may have won the battle against the aliens and may no longer need support for the deep space fortress. The details of the story can be heard by normalizing Serra.]

“Yes · · Thank you, Tyrant. Let's get this repaired. Even if humanity is completely destroyed now, if we turn back time, it will all be solved. If we can go back in time with this new cyonic technology we've learned here and combine it with Earth's resources, we should be able to take care of all the damn aliens. ”

If only I could hold John in my arms again.

The hope that he gave up completely after he died.

The warm, tender flesh, the smell of soft babies.

A small hand that was wrapped around dad's big hand. Wife's lips.

If only I could get it back.

'I don't die alone in space.'

The captain rises from his feet.

The sand boss makes a pod. Almost every city that had been hidden in the sand for a long time has now been exposed.

The AI puppet facility that Serra used to play with was spread far away.

“Let's collect as many doll samples as we can and get out of here. These facilities · · ·. Let's keep it in time. ”

[Yes, sir, where are you headed now?]

“Avoid the dragons, head for Serra's main frame. ”

[Yes, sir. I'll secure the course.]

After a while, Vesta's emergency repairs are finally done.

Although not all of the abdominals were clearly covered, the Force Field Generator was functioning normally and the system was operating safely inside.

Meanwhile, the AGI and the Army soldiers were barely seated at their stations given different kinds of medication.

“Many mercenaries have fallen into the deep cavity. Some climb up walls, but fall to the deepest depths. ”

The column is dull.

Below is a wall of giant liquids and a kinetic engine running.

Even if he had fallen down, he would have been crushed in an instant and left no trace. The captain sighs.

“Khan, you stay on the main line and unwind the drones and the Colbates and find the soldiers." Vesta will head for the main frame first. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Khan greets and disappears.

“Vesta, are you ready for a rash? ”

“First aid has been completed. Possibility of injury.”

“Engine clear. Fully restored to similar solar functions. ”

“All clear. Your Majesty, please give the order. ”

In the screen, the blue light was extinguished and the first aid rate of each institution was 88.75%, a remarkable recovery power. The captain looks at the wizards trying to stabilize the eclipse and nods.

“VESTA, let's go. ”

"Initiating each sub-gravity control."

Power connection to ion engines.

"Three, two, one. Ignite!"

Whoo-hoo!

Smooth sand rises from the left and right, and the blue flames of the ion engine push Vesta into the air.

Vesta flies up the giant pupil.

“Have you heard from Po? ”

[Quantum communication connection is not good. Jamming is serious. The location of the frame was just received by LIFI a few seconds ago.]

"I hope everything's okay."

The captain looks up at the ceiling of the dark tunnel. In this deep abyss, the path to finding Serra only seems darker. Sera was still not answering.

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